Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

"Hey, Xiaofeng, stop, let him move~"

Feng Jingyi glanced at Yinjin, but also stopped, just staring at Qianshui again.

While Yinjin was talking, when everyone was confused, a whisper came out in the smoke.

"Inch force, open the skull!"

A muffled sound followed, and then a figure flew out, tumbling and crawling on the fighting stage, and finally fell to one side.

Everyone looked closely and found that this person was Tang Hu, and his forehead was bleeding, but he didn't suffer any other injuries.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Qianshui, who had his eyes closed, leaned on his back with his left hand and clenched his right fist, stood there, and Tang Meng stood behind him.

He suddenly turned back to look at Qianshui and said, "You are very strong!"

"Not bad."

Yinjin waved his hand and said to Qianshui, "Brother Shui, you promised that as long as they attack you directly, you have to do your best!"

"I know, I know! One by one..." Qianshui opened his left eye and looked at Yinjin, "I won't break my promise."

"Then shall we go down first?"

"Turtle, turtle, don't affect my performance!"

The whole audience was in an uproar as soon as these words came out, and Qian Renxue, who was sitting on the high platform, finally got excited from the bottom of her heart.

'Finally? Let me witness it! Xiaoshui, do your best, don't worry about anything, and take my share with you! '

Xue Ye on the stands laughed and asked Jue Gui Douluo, who finally appeared and was now on the stands, "Your students are so conceited? It seems that the two soul bones of my Tiandou can't be taken by the Spirit Hall!

"Your Majesty is joking, just two soul bones, my Spirit Hall doesn't take it seriously. "

Yue Guan's eyes were full of disdain, coupled with his sarcastic way of speaking, these words sounded even more sarcastic.

But Ning Fengzhi was not as optimistic as Xue Ye. According to his comprehensive information, Qianshui was not a reckless person. Although he acted in a rough and casual manner, he was definitely not the kind of person who had lost his mind.

"Let's go, don't look, Brother Shui is going to take action, it's none of my business~" Yin Jin said as he jumped off the fighting spirit stage, and his teammates also walked off the fighting spirit stage one by one.

"Boy, are you sure you want to do this?" Even Chen Xin couldn't understand such behavior. Even he, who was at the level of Soul Emperor, didn't dare to say he won when facing the siege of seven people from Tiandou.

"Wait and see." 'What's your business? If you have the guts, just chop me down now!'

"Boy, you are very strong, but you dare to challenge seven of us alone. As a respect, I'll give you time to prepare! It's not considered that we are bullying the minority with the majority! "Tang Meng raised his hammer and shouted behind him.

At this time, the people of Tiandou also surrounded him, and the two hammer brothers attacked Qianshui from the front and the back.

"Ready?" Qianshui was speechless after hearing this. Although it was a competition field, and he was only facing one person, he was holding back so much, just to pretend to be stupid?

As soon as the voice fell, Qianshui flashed and rushed forward, "Are you sick?"

Standing in front of Yu Ningyunfei, he said to him: "What do you think?"

Chen Xin's face sank to the extreme, and his mental power locked Qianshui in all directions. If he dared to do anything, he would definitely face the blow of the Seven Killing Sword.

"Sword Douluo, watch your family!"

Ignoring Ning Yunfei's extremely horrified face, no matter how the people behind him rioted, Qianshui lifted Ning Yunfei's back belt and threw it at Chen Xin.

"They dared to give Brother Shui such an opportunity? We have no idea how fast he is, it's amazing..." Yin Jin was shocked and complained to his teammates about the behavior of the Tiandou people.

Just when they were stunned, five of the seven Tiandou people were gone, and they were taken off the fighting stage by Qianshui without any suspense or reaction.

When these people realized that they had to resist, it was too late. Only the places that were pulled by Qianshui were burning with pain.

And the two hammer brothers were unable to rescue them. If the tactics were the same, their ending would be the same as their teammates at this time, and they would be easily sent off the fighting stage and end the game. But Qianshui still wanted to see what kind of hammer method Luan Cloak Feng was.

Cold sweat slid down Tang Meng's forehead. Originally, his expectations for Qianshui were high enough, but now the strength he showed was completely beyond his understanding.

"Have the first two soul skills been released when assisting teammates?" Ning Fengzhi muttered to himself. All he could think of was the first two soul rings that Qianshui lit up at the beginning.

"Well, this is almost not considered bullying the minority with the majority. "Qianshui expressed satisfaction, and then it was a personal show.

Since everyone wants to know the real strength of himself, since Bibi Dong wants to push himself to the front of the stage, and since Qian Renxue wants him to take the limelight on her behalf, if that's the case!

Then come on!

Qianshui put one hand behind his waist and stretched out the other hand to invite him. The soul behind him left his body, with the same posture. Two voices said calmly at the same time: "I am Qianshui, martial soul soul, 49th level agile attack system war soul sect. Please teach me!"

"Are you agile attack system?" Tang Meng shook off the fear just now and said forcefully, "Tang Meng! Martial soul Haotian hammer, 57th level strong attack system war soul king!"

Tang Hu on the side also said: "Tang Hu! Martial soul Haotian hammer, 55th level strong attack system war soul king!"

Seeing that Qianshui didn't move, the two stood side by side, swung the Haotian hammer, looked at each other and said at the same time: "Outstanding war soul hammer, majestic Haotian sect! A few years ago, the Spirit Hall and my sect had a blood feud, and today is the time to settle the score! ”

‘No wonder you beat me right away, it’s boring... but it’s time to show off!’

Qianshui's face was full of disdain, and a smile of boundless arrogance emerged, and he began to show off his hard-earned opportunity to slap someone in the face.

"Hmph, reckoning? The top of the soul, the pride of the world! With me, Qianshui, there is the sky! Let me try the so-called quality of the world's number one!"

He moved casually, took a step and came to Tang Meng's side, "Eight Extremes! Backer Stick!"

Tang Meng, who couldn't keep up with Qianshui's speed, was pushed back dozens of steps by the huge force brought by the extreme speed, and Tang Hu, who was beside him, hurriedly hit him with a hammer.

Tang Meng touched his chest, and somehow, Qianshui's move seemed to have no power, and Tang Hu's hammer was also unloaded by Qianshui and fell to the side.

Clenching his fists, Qianshui felt that he was not strong at all. His move was completely based on his impression. The specific way of exerting force and the form of the move were completely unknown.

And this was a fist and foot skill that he had recently developed because he couldn't use weapons in the competition.

"Second soul skill, hammer soul control!"

'Is there an adsorption soul skill? No wonder Tang Dachui has a high hit rate...'

After narrowly avoiding Tang Meng's soul skill by turning sideways, Qianshui finally couldn't help but use the commonly used palm-slashing method to quickly fight with Tang Meng.

And Tang Hu also quickly joined the battle, "Haotian Hammer, Chaos Cloak!"

Qianshui turned and moved under the joint attack of the two hammer kings, and attacked frantically, no longer winning purely by speed like before.

The only advantage of this style of play is that it looks beautiful and pleasing to the audience, but the people on the field are really a bit overwhelmed, after all, such a confrontation consumes too much energy.

And as Qianshui took advantage of the force to fly backwards and float in the air, the previous fight came to an end, except that Tang Hu was still stacking chaos cloaks.

"You are very strong, but that's all! If it weren't for the arena, today would be your death!" Tang Meng hit his head, and his anger and fighting spirit directly made him launch skills continuously.

"Third soul skill, Haori Blazing Sun!"

Inspired by the Clear Sky Hammer, several blocks of flaming energy shot towards Qianshui.

'You use a large-scale attack skill without using a control skill. Do you think I can't move if I stay in the air? Douluo people really like the mage style...'

Qianshui dodged at high speed, and came in front of Tang Meng with a soul power spray, and started to show off again with a look of disdain.

"You can try it! Even if I carry the Douluo Continent on my back and need to drag the Wuhun City with one hand, I, Qianshui, will still be invincible in the world!"

Qian Renxue secretly supported her forehead. She had seen this bad habit many times, but in front of so many people, Qianshui still had to do this. Isn't it a social death?

(I didn't even say that he carried the Douluo Star! - Qianshui Douluo)

Someone is afraid of social death, so he usually avoids fighting and is unwilling to show off in front of others, but this is not the case? Why not pretend to be happy!

However, when you brag, there is a limit. People will think you are exaggerating your strength. But if you brag too much, everyone will think you are talking nonsense.

When Tang Meng was surprised that Qianshui could dodge so quickly and pretend to be so good, the two were speechless, and Tang Hu attacked again.

After dodging a few more hammers, Qianshui snapped his fingers and prepared to do something elegant.

After all, playing a dungeon without music is like barbecue without spicy food. It is not good to eat it.

"If you open your eyes in a nightmare, you will face the cruel world. The wind plucks someone's heartstrings, but you are reluctant to leave but you don't have time to say goodbye."

An abrupt and weird voice came from the field, as if Qianshui was singing, but he was still dodging the continuous joint attacks of the two hammer kings. How could he have the energy to sing?

This song "Breaking the Cocoon" is the only one that Qianshui did not play, after all, it is about Tang San.

But in the previous life, it may not be a description of Tang San, except for "the grass with the left hammer protecting the right hand".

It always feels like it is telling the life story of Qian Renxue or Bibi Dong.

The listener is interested, this life is the moment! At this moment, Qian Renxue heard it so differently.

‘Xiaoshui, are you singing about us? Being abandoned by the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and becoming an orphan is indeed your nightmare. And I did not let you say goodbye in time back then…’

“If the ending is only tragic, don’t be afraid to break out of the cocoon in the adverse wind. Even if the wings are torn, return to the nineteenth layer of the abyss.”

As Qianshui attacked like a storm, Tang Meng retreated step by step, and Tang Hu’s superimposed cloak did not hurt him at all.

‘Xiaoshui, I understand that there are some things you don’t want to say, but you know it all! Only you understand! ’

“Hold your hand and walk forward, day and night, without stopping. Tossing time and space, you will be bruised and heartbroken. Still brave, go to fight! That’s called a hero!”

‘This is you! ’

Feng Jingyi in the audience was stunned. Qianshui’s empty voice, coupled with the extremely violent battle, what is this? This is the most passionate confession! How happy that person is, how good it would be if this is a confession to oneself?

“Look up~ chaos and war never stop! Look back, you are by my side! Defeat~ the curse of fate! Let the story be immortal!”

Qianshui seized the momentary gap and hit each of them with a palm. The power of this palm was mixed with the soul attack of the Yuanshen Wuhun, almost knocking the souls of the two out of their bodies. The two were also dizzy for a few seconds.

And Qianshui took this opportunity to retreat a few steps and the Yuanshen left the body.

“Wuhun! It’s surging wildly!”

At this time, everyone saw clearly that it was not Qianshui who was singing, but Wuhun who was singing!

The surging colorless soul power blew Qianshui, making his black hair fly and his clothes surge, just in response to the lyrics.

"Guard! You are so brave! Even if the future is like a torrent, you will never retreat!"

As soon as the word retreat came out, Qianshui attacked Tang Meng again.

He blocked Tang Meng's hastily thrown Haotian Hammer with one hand, stood still with both feet, and shouted: "Beng Jin, Ban Lan Chui!" A punch hit Tang Meng's lower abdomen directly, and the latter flew backwards in a kneeling position and fell to the ground temporarily.

He took advantage of the situation to retract his fist to avoid Tang Hu's attack behind him, leaned forward again, and chopped the ground with his right foot, "Baji, Dingxin Elbow!"

This also caused Tang Hu to fly backwards in the "Pingsha Luoyan Style" with his buttocks backwards.

Qianshui stood on the spot, and his invincible posture was as ostentatious as possible at this moment, and his teammates off the court cheered.

But he looked at his fist, kept grasping it, and was a little dazed. But at the same time, he was also recovering his soul power.

'No, this is not all about brute force, how to fight with so-called strength? ’

At least in Qianshui’s impression, the banlan punch at least has the effect of hitting a bull from a distance in the high-energy world, and the top elbow will cause serious internal injuries, or even directly break the heart meridian.

And he was just borrowing a form, with no real effect at all. The two were simply repelled and temporarily lost their ability to move.